Comments on: 25 April http://hittingmetalwithahammer.wordpress.com/2007/04/24/25-april/ Sun, 20 Jul 2008 07:49:09 +0000 http://wordpress.org/?v=MU By: george http://hittingmetalwithahammer.wordpress.com/2007/04/24/25-april/#comment-8325 george Mon, 30 Apr 2007 04:23:55 +0000 http://hittingmetalwithahammer.wordpress.com/2007/04/24/25-april/#comment-8325 Sorry, I memorised it some years back--should have started with the title! I don't recall which collection. Try 'Goodbye Aggie Weston' Good luck. Sorry, I memorised it some years back–should have started with the title!

I don’t recall which collection. Try ‘Goodbye Aggie Weston’

Good luck.

]]> By: Angie Schultz http://hittingmetalwithahammer.wordpress.com/2007/04/24/25-april/#comment-8045 Angie Schultz Sat, 28 Apr 2007 05:45:47 +0000 http://hittingmetalwithahammer.wordpress.com/2007/04/24/25-april/#comment-8045 That's a great poem, George, but it seems to be called "Armistice Day". I wasn't able to find out what collection of Causley's poems it was in. That’s a great poem, George, but it seems to be called “Armistice Day”. I wasn’t able to find out what collection of Causley’s poems it was in.

]]> By: Old Fat Sailor http://hittingmetalwithahammer.wordpress.com/2007/04/24/25-april/#comment-7729 Old Fat Sailor Thu, 26 Apr 2007 01:10:46 +0000 http://hittingmetalwithahammer.wordpress.com/2007/04/24/25-april/#comment-7729 Absent friends Absent friends

]]> By: george http://hittingmetalwithahammer.wordpress.com/2007/04/24/25-april/#comment-7577 george Tue, 24 Apr 2007 14:42:34 +0000 http://hittingmetalwithahammer.wordpress.com/2007/04/24/25-april/#comment-7577 " I stood with three comrades in Parliament Square, November her grey freights of fire unloading, Above us the sea bell eleven exploding. Down by the bands and the burning memorial beats all the brass in a royal array but at our end we're not so sartorial Out of, as usual, the rig of the day. Dinger is wearing his split Pusser's flannel, rubbed as he is by the regular tide Oxo the ducks that he ditched in the channel, in June 1940 while he was inside. Kitty recalls his abandon-ship station as he hurries below at the Old Man's salute, And with the deck watch went down for duration, wearing his oppo's pneumonia suit. Comrades for you the black captain of carrachs writes in Whitehall his appalling decisions. But as was often the case in the barracks, several ratings are not at divisions. I stand alone in Parliament Square. Into my eyes the grey seahorses stare, over my head sweeps the sun like a swan. A cold bugle blows And the city moves on" Remembrance Day...Charles Causley ” I stood with three comrades in Parliament Square,
November her grey freights of fire unloading,
Above us the sea bell eleven exploding.

Down by the bands and the burning memorial
beats all the brass in a royal array but at our end we’re not so sartorial
Out of, as usual, the rig of the day.

Dinger is wearing his split Pusser’s flannel, rubbed as he is by the regular tide
Oxo the ducks that he ditched in the channel, in June 1940 while he was inside.
Kitty recalls his abandon-ship station as he hurries below at the Old Man’s salute,
And with the deck watch went down for duration, wearing his oppo’s pneumonia suit.

Comrades for you the black captain of carrachs writes in Whitehall his appalling decisions.
But as was often the case in the barracks, several ratings are not at divisions.

I stand alone in Parliament Square.
Into my eyes the grey seahorses stare,
over my head sweeps the sun like a swan.
A cold bugle blows
And the city moves on”

Remembrance Day…Charles Causley

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